Hazarding a greeting, I interjected "Buenos dias" into the darkness.
"Buenos dias, caballeros," he saluted in his faulty Spanish.
"Buenos dias, senors," Sanchez spoke with unusual crispness.
"Buenos dias, senor," ceremoniously said the foremost guerrilla.
His buenos dias in reply was hearty, and his voice soft and rich.
Evidently he had been trained in royal urbanity ...